Robert Frost

(March 26, 1874 – January 29, 1963 / San Francisco)

Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening


Whose woods these are I think I know.
His house is in the village, though;
He will not see me stopping here
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  • Stephen Mortimer (4/9/2013 6:48:00 PM)

    Nature can't be owned. Perhaps it is civilization that breaks all the promises. A beautiful poem, with some very deep undercurrents, (Report) Reply

  • Walterrean Salley (4/1/2013 2:00:00 PM)

    This poem is soothing every time I think of it. I've learned it by heart and find myself often quoting it. (Report) Reply

  • Walterrean Salley (4/1/2013 1:57:00 PM)

    This poem is soothing every time I thing of it. I've learned it by heart and find myself often quoting it. (Report) Reply

  • Jodie Lenser (12/26/2012 6:09:00 PM)

    Duty rather than Death; yes I think possibly so. Although I think it can be taken entirely literally, as well. I had to memorize this poem in elementary school, and still remembered two-thirds of it at age 58! I think of it when walking my dogs through woods close to home during the Winter. It leaves me with a peaceful state of mind. (Report) Reply

  • Jodie Lenser (12/26/2012 6:03:00 PM)

    Duty, yes; I think so, too. I had to memorize this poem when I was in elementary school, and I still remembered two-thirds of it at age 58! I think of it when walking my dogs through woods close to home during the Winter. It leaves me with a peaceful state of mind. (Report) Reply

  • Stephen W (12/26/2012 4:22:00 PM)

    Very beautiful. I love the simplicity of Frost, his lack of pretentious language.
    Not sure this poem is about Death, as some think. It seems to me to be about Duty. (Report) Reply

  • Srimayee Ganguly (12/22/2012 6:07:00 AM)

    An uncanny feeling took over me as i imagined myself walking in the wood on a snowy evening. Frost's picturesque is awesome. (Report) Reply

  • Parul Rastogi (12/2/2012 11:05:00 AM)

    wow!
    Every time when I read these lines, a new idea of life strikes my mind. How beautifully Frost depicted a great lesson in these simple words! (Report) Reply

  • Salman Yusafzai (11/9/2012 4:25:00 AM)

    First read it in Grade 8. Its such a easy read, simple & yet so enchanting. Great poets make it look easy. Brings the whole picture to one's mind. Whether its about death or NOT...that is debatable! (Report) Reply

  • Veronica Bennie (10/18/2012 4:12:00 PM)

    Oh, I nearly forgot. I was reading this mermaid book called Lies Beneath and found a poem inside it. I wanted to see if there was a longer version of it, but I can't because it was written anonomously. Can someone help me find it? It goes like this:

    Mother, may I go out to swim?
    Yes, my darling daughter.
    Fold your clothes up neat and trim.
    But don't go near the water.

    At first I laughed at it, because it was impossible to swim without water, but then I realized; Mermaid book! Duh! And I think it may be a warning from the mother to the daughter that danger, such as mermaids, lives in the water, so you shouldn't go near it. What do you guys think? (Report) Reply

  • Veronica Bennie (10/18/2012 4:08:00 PM)

    I really don't like how some poems talk about Death like that, but this is a beautiful peom. Or maybe that's just me being depressed about something. Well, I couldn't get a deeper meaning besides the one below, so that's the one I'm sticking with. If you come up with anything else that makes sense, tell me so I can check it out. (Report) Reply

  • Veronica Bennie (10/16/2012 5:13:00 PM)

    I think this poem has a deeper meaning about Death. The 'The woods are lovely, dark, and deep' could symbolize Heaven or Hell. They appear lovely, dark, and deep and a great place to go. 'But I have promises to keep' could mean that something keeps him on Earth. Something important to him. 'And miles to go before I sleep. And miles to go before I sleep' could mean that he has a long way to go before he can die. Some people say that dieing is like going to sleep. Miles is a long way. So it could mean that the person in this wants to die, but something important happened or is happening so he can't 'leave' yet. (Report) Reply

  • Akanksha Bhatt (10/1/2012 10:14:00 AM)

    i love this poem! The Road Not Taken and Stopping By Wood On A Snowy Evening are the two which has inspired me for my 1st poem! (Report) Reply

  • Adele Malik (9/25/2012 5:22:00 AM)

    i've always loved Robert for what he writes and expresses through his magical words. Miles to go before i sleep these last lines are very touchy: ') and yeah! to be mentioned, i recited this poem in my 3rd standarad which won me the 1st prize :) it was my dad who chose this poem for me, and that maybe 1 of the reason this poem is so close to me :) (Report) Reply

  • John S (9/19/2012 12:32:00 PM)

    Well, I disagree I don't think it's a particularly moving poem, at least compared to many of the great poems that exist like Poe's A dream within a dream. I do give him credit that every line is exactly 8 syllables. That takes talent to be able to create a good poem with 16 lines that are all 8 syllables each. You have a to be very selective with your words and have a good command of the English language to be able to do that, and still create a good poem. As hard as I try I can never manage to make all of my verses are the exact same amount of syllables, it is a very hard thing to do. (Report) Reply

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